Seeking Caroline by Allison Heather Page A

alone.
    I was not exactly the woman
I was ten years ago. I had put on some weight. My large breasts
grew bigger and heavier, now 38DD, and drooped ever so slightly. My
waist became rounder and full. My ass was fuller and ample. I was
more curvaceous than before. I was more of a mother than I ever was
and also I was celibate for a decade.
    Even when I did not wish I
was hounded by men assuming I needed looking after and would jump
in bed in gratitude. Some saw money waiting to be fleeced-sick. I
ignored all and concentrated on my sons. My dated eventually
vanished, frustrated by my 'frigidity' and I found myself
masturbating more and relishing my sons even more than that. I was
happy, as my sons were my friends, my beacon, my responsibility and
my saviours. They were so close to me that there were no secrets of
teenaged boys. Sometime I blushed with too many details that made
them laugh at me in good-natured derision.
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Chapter 2
    I slipped on my light silk
bathrobe and quietly tip toed down the hall so as to not disturb my
boys. I wanted a drink and planned to read to try fall asleep
again.
    I noticed a dim light
shining through Will's bedroom door where it was not completely
shut. Apparently he was awake and watching TV. It was Friday night
and boys usually tended to stay up late. I went down to the kitchen
and had two glasses of water and then in moment of naughtiness had
a short helping of vintage scotch that my Brad loved and I became
to lie as much.
    On my way back to bedroom,
I found the light still shining out of my older son's bedroom. Just
to make sure he hadn't gone to sleep with the TV on I crept up to
the cracked door and prepared to peek in when I heard voices. Both
my boys were in the room, watching something, and whispering. The
first thing I recognised was the cheesy rock music soundtrack that
normally accompanies a porn movie. I snickered to
myself.
    My boys were watching porn
late at night. It made me think of the time I found a couple of
Penthouse Magazines stashed in Danny's closet with the a few of the
pages stuck together. Boys! But watching porn together was a little
different, it seemed, more intimate, more intense.
    And then I could begin to
make out what they were quietly saying to each
other. 

    "Look at her. Damn she has
nice tits. And they look even better with all that cum on them," I
heard Will say.
    "Yeah. She sure is a babe.
Where did you find this tape anyway? I've never seen one with women
mom's age and guys our age. This is real hot! Better slow down, I
don't want to cum too soon." Danny sounded older than his
years.
    Two things struck me about
this. First, that my sons were watching porn about older women and
younger men. I would have assumed they would be drawn to young
women their own age. Second, what did Danny mean by "slow down. I
don't want to cum too soon?"
    I eased myself toward the
barely open door and let my eyes adjust to the dim light. I peeked
around the corner of the door breathlessly. There, on Will's huge
bed were my two boys, naked, slowly stroking each other's cocks.
The boys were finely muscled. I expected that as I had seen them in
swimsuits and with out shirts many times.
    But I had not seen their
hard erect cocks, ever. They were both about over 10" long or so it
seemed from that distance, immensely thick and finely shaped. Their
hands slowly slid up and down the shaft of each other's huge cock,
milking it lovingly as they whispered.
    "The only problem with this
tape is that none of the women are nearly as hot as mom is," Will
said.
    "Yeah, no kidding. I mean
they are ok, but mom is just unbelievably beautiful. I saw her in
her bra and panties the other morning. Fuck, I had to jack off
three times to get over it," They both chuckled at this. They would
never use F word unless related to sexual act in my
presence.
    Watching them jack each
other off and listening to them describe me in lusty terms began to
have an effect on me. My nipples